This is how I self taught my self to play footy when I first moved here. Brought over a cricket kit and the stumps were gradually made into goal posts.I would hate to know the hours I accumulated playing footy on my own when I was bored as a kid. Roost ball or handball into the air encouraging the ball to spin on or bounce back, then it's play on baby, hit the ball at pace, score a goal in the most elaborate fashion possible.
It was more an after school activity for me than a weekend thing, unless I was staying at the old boys place where he had four perfectly aligned trees in the front yard to be the goal posts.
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